Urban Fiction Novels & Stories

As soon as I did, I began gasping for breath, my breathing harsh and rapid as I collapsed to the ground, staring at the floor as I tried to steady myself. I knew I looked like a mess right now—my hair scattered across my face, with drool and cum clinging to the corner of my lips. This was the first time I had ever done something like this. I wasn’t sure how I felt… or if I was ashamed of what I had just done. I was the beloved daughter of Alpha Ethan of the Shadowfang Pack… yet here I was, having just finished sucking the dick of a man I knew nothing about. But one thing I was sure of was that my body craved these two men in a way I had never felt toward anyone before. And the soft purring o

But I haven't been able to make up my mind about it yet, so I'm still on the fence. "Web novels?" Miranda repeated in surprise. "What kind of web novels?" Mindy smiled awkwardly. "Urban romance." Miranda was speechless for a while. Mindy was a published mystery novelist. Back when mystery novels had been all the craze, Mindy made her grand debut with "Murder Weapon" and sold half a million copies. Later in the same year, her follow-up thriller novel, "The Deserted School", broke her personal sales record in a very short time as well.

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

My chest slammed into the spines of a hundred leather-bound books. "Ugh!" I groaned, the rough texture of the books scraping my skin. He didn't use a desk this time. He stepped up behind me, his massive body pinning me against the shelf. He didn't even take off his pants; he just unzipped, his hard, heavy dick pressing against the crack of my ass. He reached around, his large hand gripping my throat—not hard enough to choke, but enough to remind me who held the power. He spat into his palm, using the meager lubricant to roughly prep me with two fingers. I was already leaking, my cock pulsing with a mix of terror and sick, addictive excitement.

“Then he remembered the look in her eyes. He could tell she was still very young, but she was undeniably attractive. Even though she looked unkept and beaten, one could not deny that she was a beautiful girl. He stood up from his desk and went towards the door, but as soon as his hand touched the doornob, he paused. “She'll want to rest” He thought and dropped his hand. Just as he was walking back to his desk, his door found open and he turned to see who it was. “Yo!! I still can't believe you actually found her”. Simon said and Urian sighed before going to sit on the couch instead as he was very sure this brother of his was definitely not leaving now. Unlike Urian, Simon was a plain lycan.

Their relationship was nothing more than a sponsor and an artist, with the main character dutifully warming his bed even without being asked. In one word, this was a fully spicy, abusive arc that won the hearts of many crazy readers and elevated the whole book into one of the top spicy books on the platform! Uea should have been excited. Aside from money, what else was the joy of life? Of course, it was sex. Sterly gave the main character both satisfying sex and money. What else could one desire? But humans were made to be inherently greedy. When they hadn't tasted something, they'd never see it as much, but after tasting it, it would be hard to pretend they hadn't.

I cum first. Squeeze him. Shake all over. He shoots again. Fills me more. Cum bubbles out. Runs down. I collapse on him. Bodies stick. Wet and gross. Infection complete. I rise. Eyes milky. Urge to spread it. We leave the room. Find more survivors. My pussy hurts but craves more. Zeke follows in and his cock dangles, ready. We hunt together; rape and infect. Horde grows. Screams long gone; only moans left.

Easy access. The whole Uber ride to the coffee shop, I kept my thighs pressed together, acutely aware of how wet I was, how exposed I felt. Every bump in the road made the friction unbearable. I wanted to slide my hand between my legs and finish what I'd started last night, but I didn't. He'd told me not to come. So I wouldn't. Good little slut. Following Daddy's orders. I arrived at Brew Haven ten minutes early and ordered a latte I didn't want, just to have something to do with my hands. The coffee shop was busy—businesspeople on laptops, students studying, couples on dates. Normal people doing normal things.

The three of them stayed pressed together in that small alcove — warm wolf, cool vampire, radiant witch — drawing strength from each other. The tension between them thickened. Kael’s hand slowly moved to Serena’s thigh. Damien’s fingers traced gentle circles on her lower back. Serena’s breathing grew slightly heavier as she felt both men’s touch at once. Not yet. Not here. But the desire was building — raw, desperate, and inevitable. Interrupted A low, guttural sound echoed down the tunnel. They were on their feet instantly. Kael shifted partially, claws out. “Company.” A new type of infected emerged — these had been maintenance workers and security guards, now heavily mutated with hardened